"Please, follow the road and you will naturally meet the leader of our tribe."

The middle-aged man whispered to Xu Feng, then turned and left.

Xu Feng asked the wolf to carry Xiaoyue and wait for him here, while he walked towards the mountain.

I would like to meet this great man.

Walking up the mountain road, you can smell the fragrance of grass and trees everywhere, the chirping of insects and birds, towering ancient trees, and spots of sunlight floating through the forest.

Xu Feng was deeply moved by the tranquility and peace that were everywhere.

Even Xu Feng's heart calmed down, which was rare.

It seems that after setting foot on the mountain road, everything between heaven and earth becomes clear, pure, peaceful and tranquil.

Ever since he came to the wilderness and was rescued by his grandfather, a moment of peace like today has been a luxury for him.

Even Xu Feng himself didn't know that as he moved forward, he gradually fell into a strange state.

Unconsciously, his mental strength began to grow slowly, and some of the murderous aura that permeated outside his body gradually gathered into his body.

His whole body seemed to have received a baptism.

A spiritual transformation.

At a certain moment, Xu Feng suddenly woke up, and when he came to his senses, he found that he had reached the top of the mountain without knowing when.

A hundred feet away from him, on a huge blue stone several feet square, a white-haired young man was sitting cross-legged.

Seeing Xu Feng coming, the young man slowly opened his eyes.

What a pair of eyes those are!

Profound, vicissitudes, and full of twilight.

Although this person looks like a young man, his eyes are like those of an old man.

“You’re here.”

The white-haired young man had a calm expression and spoke indifferently.